The rest of the week flew by in an uneventful blur and before I knew it Sunday was staring me right in the face, I had already considered bailing on Hunter a few times but then I decided against it since I really had no good reason and spending yet another afternoon going through my English papers was a total buzz killer.
I had spent most of the day lazing around the house, but taking a look at the clock I realized I had little more than an hour to get ready, sighing heavily because I knew I couldn't put it off any longer I grabbed a pair of black skinny jeans and a simple creamy coloured shirt that would tightly hug my body before heading towards the bathroom. Stepping into the shower I welcomed the feel of the hot water hitting my body as I thoroughly lathered vanilla and lemon scented shampoo through my hair, letting my fingers work through the knots that had formed before rinsing it out. Grabbing a soap bar from the shampoo rack in my shower I rubbed the soap onto my body, enjoying the slick feel of it against my skin. Climbing out I quickly blow dried my hair and decided to let it fall into its natural waves since I knew trying to tempt it into submission by flat ironing it or attempting anything past a pony tail would only end in disaster, checking myself out in the mirror I decided to keep the make up to a minimum, brushing on only the basics which included some mascara, my foundation and a light coating of the peachy flavoured lip gloss my mom had given me for my birthday. I frowned as I glanced out of the small bathroom window, noting the gusts of wind that were causing the trees to wave from to side to side, somehow I doubted that my cream coloured top would provide me with protection from the windy weather. Deciding it was never a bad move to be on the safe side I headed up to my room and grabbed a black leather jacket from my wardrobe before completing my look with a thick golden bracelet. Satisfied with the results I started rummaging through my handbag to collect my purse and phone.
Grabbing the last of the essentials I sighed as I heard the sound of a car pull down my driveway, glancing out the window I couldn't help but grin at the familiar sight of a black convertible pulling over, I didn't get all the way downstairs before I heard a knock on my front door, I rolled my eyes in amusement noting the fact that he would have had to jog up to my porch to beat me, I shoved my feet into a pair of black flats before I walked up to the door. Taking a couple of breaths I reminded myself it was Hunter on the other side.
Pulling the door open I was rewarded by an easy smile before Hunter blinked a couple of times as his eyes ran up and down my body, his eyes lingering over me for more than necessary making me blush since I was still uncomfortable with that kind of attention. Hunter had seemed to finally be able to drag his eyes away from my body because he was now looking at my face with a soft expression on his. I couldn't help but wish I could be able to fall for a guy like him, Patch's voice still echoed in the back of my head, reminding me that there was still a possibility of getting hurt. Shaking my head I chastised myself for thinking of him when I had Hunter in front of me.
"Hello." Hunter murmured softly, I couldn't help but notice how he had a nice voice, velvety yet coarse at the same time.
"Hi," my voice sounded breathless, even to me.
"Are you ready to go?" He took a step back and I headed out of the door, shutting it behind me.
"Sure," I paused as I realized that I still had no idea where we were going, "so are you going to tell me where we are headed to?"
"Now where would the fun in that be?" Hunter sent a wink my way as I climbed in the passenger seat before continuing. "It's a surprise after all."
I rolled my eyes at him which earned me a throaty chuckle, Hunter stepped on the gas and I found myself pressed against the leather seats, looking at the speed monitor I saw the arrow inch past ninety.
"Could you slow down?" I glanced nervously at Hunter before returning my eyes worriedly to the window, watching the trees as we hurtled past them at break neck speed.
"Relax will you, I'm not even going that fast," Hunter regarded me with amusement.
"May I remind you before it's too late that not all of us have the privilege of being immortal," I informed him.
"You know what I am?" Hunter was now looking at me with surprise painted across his features.
"If you weren't mortal you would have been dead after the fight with Patch." I shrugged, figuring it was better to get my knowledge out in the open so he didn't have to feel like he had to hide it from me. "And you can't be Nephilium because you would have really felt those hits."
"How much do you know?" He asked curiously. I knew pretty much everything, but I didn't really feel like going into the whole story about how I killed my descendant, nor how I was going to be used as a sacrifice so Patch could get a human body before he changed his mind.
"Enough." I replied, keeping my tone unconcerned and I was surprised to see Hunter tightening his hold over the steering wheel, the usually carefree expression he wore on his face had now gone cold, air hissed out from between his teeth, I blinked up at him in surprise.
"You were meant to stay out of this mess." I barley caught his words because he had muttered them so quietly that I was sure I wasn't meant to hear, Hunter shook himself before carefully returning his features to their normal expression, yet his smile didn't match his eyes which had a hunted look in their depths, I felt like he was putting on a mask, yet what for I did not know.
"You don't have to be fake you know." I blinked, surprised that the words had slipped my mouth, deciding I had already gone this far I might as well finish the sentence. "Not with me."
"You see right through everything don't you." I turned my head to look at Hunter in surprise, despite the feeling that I had known him before, the tone he was using was very unfamiliar to me, for some reason it was laced with desperation, and something else.
"That's not normally the case."
"And I'm an exception because?"
"I feel like I have known you before, everything about you is really familiar." I paused regretting that confession, it sounded even more weird now that I had said it out loud.
"Maybe that's because you have." Hunter said this so quietly I wasn't sure I heard him properly.
"What?" I breathed out.
"We knew each other once, it was a long time ago."
"Then how come I cant remember you? I couldn't have forgotten you, especially when every moment I spend with you gives me a strong sense of a déja-vu."
Hunter sighted heavily. "That's another story for another time." I was about to protest and demand him to give me more information before he interrupted me. "We're here."
Distracted I looked out the window and couldn't stop the gasp that escaped my lips as I absorbed the scenery, we had arrived at the edge of a cliff that overlooked Portland, the lights against the sky were a beautiful sight and the evening sky was painted with golden colours, the air smelt clean and fresh with traces of the forest which surrounded us, I regretted not taking my camera because this would have made a great scenic photograph. I climbed out of the car slowly and looked all around me over and over again.
"It's really something huh?" Since I was still stunned into silence I bobbed my head up and down, Hunter shook his head at me. "Come on, lets grab something to eat." With that he strode over to the car and opened the boot, retrieving a basket of food and a picnic blanket, I stared at him, touched that he had thought to put in all the effort. He laid out the blanked on the hood of the car and sat himself down on it since the grass was too damp from the dew, following his example I made my legs move towards him and sat myself by his side, I hadn't realised how hungry I actually was until the smell of the food assaulted my senses.
"So you're a fallen angel and you can cook." I eyed down the chicken wraps and cherry tarts to prove my point before grabbing a wrap and biting into it. Hunter chuckled nervously.
"Well actually I cant cook if my life depended on it, this was made by my room mate who is an amazing cook, me on the other hand? Let's just say I set the alarm off seven times while trying to make myself toast." I laughed at his grim expression as he recalled the memory.
"Remind me never to let you near a kettle." I chortled.
"You can just imagine how bad things would turn out if I go near a microwave" Hunter joked, although I swear I could almost detect a serious note in his tone.
"Why do you even own kitchen appliances though?" "Unlike myself, my room mate actually needs some form of nutrition to keep going."
"You're not living with another fallen angel?" This fact surprised me, fallen angels normally lived with their own kind, it was either that or a human because I found the possibility of him living with a Nephil highly unlikely.
"Nah, just a friend that I live with, you should meet her sometime."
"Her?" Somehow the fact that Hunter lived with another girl was also another fact that surprised me.
"What is this twenty questions?" Hunter glanced at my curiously.
"No, I Just want to find out more about you." I shrugged. Hunter was about to say something when a chilly gust of wind blew making me shiver despite my leather jacket being wrapped tightly around me, he frowned as he shook of his own and draped it over my shoulders. I dimly heard myself mutter my thanks, it was then that I realized that I still hadn't noticed what he was wearing, as I took him in I saw that he was wearing a pair of grey jeans and a elbow length shirt that fell loosely over his chest. I hugged the cotton jacket closer to my body and was enveloped in his scent which reminded me of the smell of pine and some heady type of cologne, we sat there in a comfortable silence as we took in the view which was slowly growing darker, his voice broke the stillness of the moment.
"What about you?" he murmured.
"What about me?"
"How did you stumble across the knowledge about my kind?"
"Well it was after I met Patch." I was going to leave it there but when I saw Hunters expression I quickly continued. "I don't think he was going to say anything about it to me, but when I accidentally touched his wing scars I got sucked into one of his memories, after that I found out he was going to use me as a sacrifice, things got a little hectic from then on, but I guess he found that coming clean about things would be the only thing to calm me down."
"What changed his mind?" Hunter's head was cocked to the side as he was separating out the information I had given him. "About the sacrifice I mean."
"That's another story for another time." I smirked as I repeated his comment from earlier, after all I didn't really think that this was the best time to be bringing in the past Patch and I shared, in fact I didn't even think I was ready to talk to anyone about that because of the hollow ache that dully thrummed out in my chest. Hunter rolled his eyes at me but didn't argue, since it was only fair after him already using that excuse, I would be an idiot to say Hunter had no secrets to hide, but then I couldn't judge because so did I.
We chatted aimlessly after that, it seemed hardly any time had passed since we arrived when the colour of the already dark sky told us otherwise, I noticed a shift in the air as it had become colder and I could see my own breath in front of me as it came out in misty puffs. It looked as though Hunter had noticed it as well because he was already packing up the left-over food and placing them back in the picnic basket. I helped him along with it, our hands would brush every now and then causing me to blush, yet he still didn't send out the electricity that was always on high when Patch was around, but the feeling I got when I was with Hunter was pleasant all the same.
I had just finished folding up the blankets and tucking them up in the boot when I felt a pair of arms wrap themselves around my waist, drawing me back closer to the owner, I shivered as I felt his breath tickle my ears. "I like being with you." He whispered, nipping my ear, I momentarily went stiff but then relaxed, it's not like I was in a relationship any more.
"Yeah, me too." I mumbled softly. I turned around only to be greeted with a pair of grey eye's that seemed to pierce my body, Hunter leaned forward slowly before pausing, giving me a chance to pull away, when I didn't he planted a soft kiss on my mouth. His lips pressing themselves into mine as he breathed out in contentment, he bit lightly on my lip before pulling away. I smiled at him, still a little surprised from the new development. Hunter grinned as he pulled me against him and tightened his hold, we stayed that way for a while, neither of us saying anything before we turned around and got into the car, leaving the tranquil scenery behind us. We held hands on the way back home, I glance approvingly at the speed monitor and saw he had reduced his driving speed. Hunter was focused on the road, he was easily guiding the car through the bends and turns with one hand, while his other traced patterns into my own, his sandy blonde hair was in an organised mess that would occasionally drop itself to far past his brows before he would send it back to the side with a sharp shake of his head, his lips were set in a line as he mulled something over in his head. Leaning back in my seat I sighed, thinking back on the day and smiling to myself.
All too soon he was pulling up in front of the farm house and I wanted nothing more than to start the day over again and relive every moment. I thanked him for the night and handed him back his jacket before heading up to the front door. I turned and watched him slide off of the drive and speed off down the road into the silent darkness. I went inside and straight upstairs into my room, pulling my jacket off as I went and tossing it on the bed. Pulling out my phone I was surprised to see nine missed calls and three very angry text messages from a private number that could only be Patch, I growled under my breath in frustration before tossing my phone on the bedside table. I decided I would deal with him tomorrow, the sight of my bed was compelling me to get some sleep and I forced myself to get away from it as I walked away to change into my pyjamas and to brush my teeth. Walking back into my room I heard my phone vibrate in a demanding manner, glancing over at it I noticed Patch was trying to get through to me once again. I pressed the reject button as I was in no mood to argue with him, tucking myself into the sheets I was asleep before my head hit the pillow.